1) Belgam 20 (roll 'm myself) or Van Nelle (not the heavy version)
2) first one when I get up... goosebumps all over. Damn addiction ^^
3) I used to smoke in my room hanging out my window (my parents coulden't know because they would be pissed
). Ofcourse it did not take them long to find out, they knew I smoked and knew I smoked in my room. It was kind of a "taboo topic": we never really talked about it.
Finaly they got tired of the constant cigarette-stink in my room and told me to go outside for smoking. This was a shock to me, normally we don't talk about stuff at home 
Now this was during a period where I smoked alot of weed, and I figured mom and dad would still be emberassed about the whole thing first few days. So I rolled me a sticky (little joint) and went outside and lit it in the garage.
However, my dad apparently decided to get the whole "emberasment" thing over with as quick as possible: he came outside for a cigarette himself and went to the garage aswell.
At this point I'm freaking out completely.
First "cigarette", first time they don't bitch about it, my dad stands right next to me and I'm stinking up the whole garage with weed smell.
I played it cool, smoked it, chatted a little, dumped it and went inside while my dad finished his cigarette.
He never said a thing about it. Perhaps he did not recognize the smell (which is strange, it was pseudo-indoor and the smell was super obvious), perhaps he recognised the smell but didn't think I was stupid enough to make my first "legal" smoke a joint. Anyway he wasn't 100% sure, now we have another taboo topic